rose: play dress-up

[fluthlu]

[In want of a quiet place to knit, Rose has taken her yarn and her needles into the library this morning, and commandeered a table near the back. She's just finishing up what looks like a tiny, purple sweater, but the recipient of the garment doesn't seem to like it took much.]

Edgar, yarn isn't a digestible material. Please refrain from eating your own clothing.

[A tiny black kitten, who's been rolling around on the table, gently drops the sweater sleeve from his mouth before meowing loudly into the journal and hopping off the table to explore the rest of the library.]

((ooc: open post!))

Comments

[radiantwingedone]

Moving rocks, golems, chests that are animate, machines. [ Because machines and golems are different. ]

[fluthlu]

Ah. I suppose that makes sense, in a distinctly disturbing way.

[radiantwingedone]

Disturbing? [ A little confused. ]

[fluthlu]

My apologies, I suppose that's a bit of a culturally insensitive opinion. But in the world where I was raised, inorganic denoted non-living.

[radiantwingedone]

Hmm. [ He doesn't really have much to say to that. ]

Most of Terca Lumireis are not... fond, of monsters, likely thus the label, so doubt many would take offense.

[fluthlu]

I can't imagine that anyone is exactly "fond" of monsters, whatever they consider to fall into the category. But I was more referring to my ignorant assumption about the physics of your world, in comparison to my own.